Mumbo studied the small dagger in his hand, blankly staring at it with no emotion in his eyes. A rush of anger ran through his body, Mumbo growling as he stabbed the knife into his bed, standing up in a rush. It was getting harder for the redstoner, Mumbo trying to comprehend all of the horrible emotions swirling around his head. He was on the breaking point, unable to think of anything other than his blind rage.

Mumbo slammed his head against the wall, over and over again, trying to get these horrible thoughts out of his head. After a while of slamming his skull against the wall, Mumbo became lightheaded, the Redstoner sliding down against the wall and laying on the floor. He didn't pay attention to the communicator In his pocket, which wouldn't stop buzzing with updates. Mumbo just rubbed his forehead, which was now bleeding, thanks to Mumbo's repeated beatings. He didn't care, he was exhausted, the mustached hermit just wanted to forget everything and lay on the floor for the rest of his life.

"Mumbo...?" The mustached hermit didn't move at the sound of Grian's voice, too exhausted from what the day had thrown at him.

Grian let out a sad sigh, slowly walking over to Mumbo and sitting down to the mustached Redstoner, and wiping the blood from his forehead. Mumbo didn't move, slightly crying as Grian comforted him, whisking how everything was going to be okay.

"Iskall hates me.....they all do..."
"Mumbo, nobody hates you. They're just paranoid. Someone started a rumor, and it's obviously not true. Iskall and the others are being ridiculous.."

Grian scooped Mumbo up off the ground, hugging the Redstoner as tight as he could. Mumbo didn't react, simply holding still, barely breathing. Mumbo's vision was blurry, the mustached redstoner unable to think straight. His mind was an utter mess, Mumbo could only process his anger, thinking about everything that made his face burn with rage. Grian let go of Mumbo, facing the Redstoner with a frown planted on his face.

"Mumbo, are you alright...?"
"P-perfectly fine..!" Mumbo said, a hint of agony residing in his hurt voice. Grian saw through Mumbo's act almost instantaneously, pulling Mumbo back in for yet another hug. They sat like that for a couple minutes, before screams could be heard from above the redstoner's underground base. Iskall and Doc were yelling for him, causing Mumbo to jump to his feet, glancing around frantically for a hiding spot.

"Mumbo! Calm down!" Grian said, grabbing the mustached hermit's arm, and walking him over to his bed. Grian took mental note of the blood on the wall, and the knife that had mangled Mumbo's mattress, but he didn't outright say anything, watching as Mumbo fumbled into bed, collapsing from exhaustion.

"WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU MUMBO?!" Doc screamed, his voice coming closer. Mumbo glanced to Grian for help, the small hermit drawing his diamond sword, giving Mumbo a reassuring smile.

"Don't worry, I won't let them get to you."

Grian ran out of Mumbo's bedroom, waiting by the bubblevators, where the doors had been broken down by the small hermit earlier. They were locked, and Grian was being dragged down by the magma blocks under the water, so he had to act fast. Grian watched as Iskall and Doc were dragged down by the magma blocks, the two stepping out of the water, holding Diamond swords.

Something was wrong with Iskall, the Swede's eye wasn't brown, it was a swampy green. He looked emotionless, Iskall wearing no expression on his face. Doc was the polar opposite, his face filled with hated and anger. The creeper grabbed Grian's shirt collar, pulling him close and holding the tip of his sword to the small hermit's throat. Grian dropped his sword when Doc wrapped his metal arm around Grian's neck, watching as the builder struggled, trying to escape the German cyborg's grip on him.

"Where is Mumbo?! I know he's hiding Bdubs and Scar!"
"Stay away from him, you're only going to hurt him!"

Doc just growled, throwing Grian as hard as he could across the room, Grian slamming into the wall and collapsing onto the floor. Doc walked right past him, ignoring the small hermit's pleas. Grian tried to stand, but he was met with a sword to his neck, Iskall blankly staring down at the hermit, his head ever-so-slightly tilted.

"Iskall-"
"Sorry Grian, this is for your own good. We need to get Mumbo before he causes any more trouble."

Doc growled as he spotted Mumbo, the mustached hermit fiddling with the dagger, barely looking up at Doc. The creeper growled, holding up the sword to Mumbo's neck, no response coming from the Redstoner.

"Where is Bdubs and Scar?!? Ren and Iskall told me you had them!"
"Doc, please, just.....just leave..."
"Not until you tell us where they are!"
"D-doc please..."
"WHERE. ARE. THEY?!?"

Mumbo shoved his dagger straight through Doc's chest, the creeper dropping his diamond sword in shock. Mumbo punched Doc in his good eye, causing the creeper to stumble back while cussing. Doc fell to the ground, holding the gash on his stomach, blood flowing out of it. Mumbo picked up Doc's sword, smiling as he poked his finger on the tip of the weapon a few times. Mumbo looked down at Doc, holding his sword to the creepers neck with a slight grin on his face.

"Y-you psycho.."

"Me?

ME?!?

YOU ACCUSED ME FOR SOMETHING I DIDN'T FUCKING DO! YOU HAVE NO FUCKING CLUE WHAT IS GOING ON! YOU DESERVE TO FUCKING DIE!"

Mumbo stabbed his sword right through Doc's chest, watching as blood splattered all over the redstoner's face. Doc stared in horror as he took his final breaths, the creeper closing his eyes and laying still as blood drained from his body.

Docm77 was slain by MumboJumbo

Mumbo watched as Doc's body faded away, meaning that the creeper respawned. His heart was in his throat, the Redstoner unable to think. Mumbo's anger only fueled the fire that was burning on the inside. He couldn't put the fire out, he only silently watched as the flames grew, consuming his mind with anger and rage. Mumbo gasped for breath, finally realizing what he had done, the mustached hermit staring down at his bloody hands.

"Wh-what....?"

"Mumbo...." Grian said, both him and Iskall dumbfounded at what they had just witnessed. Mumbo looked up from his bloody hands, his eyes bloodshot and wide. But that wasn't the worst part.

His normally chocolate brown eyes were now dark red, his pupils small and shaking with paranoia.

Mumbo was going insane.

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Docm77 was slain by MumboJumbo

Ex and Hels smiled at the message, causing the admin imposter to open the laptop, beginning to type away at the keyboard.

"What are you doing?!" Bdubs yelled, still upset about his imprisonment. The two didn't answer, they simply continued to finish a string of code, before Ex hit enter, the world seeming to turn cold and dark within an instant. Bdubs could feel the stress in the air, his head now pounding with thoughts of what the two could have done.

"This was too much fun. Iskall, Ren, and False were so easy to trick, and Doc was easily going to go after Mumbo."

"What the hell are you talking about?!?"

"Mumbo is broken. He's not sane anymore. And now that permideath is on, Mumbo will destroy the server from the inside out."